He could feel his heart drumming in his chest as soon as his eyes caught a familiar figure. His hand held tight to the woman he was with, as if he was drawing strength from her. The woman looked up at him in understanding as her thumb caressed his knuckles. Immediately, he felt himself calming down.

He guides the woman in their table after making short conversations with his college friends. He takes her hand in his, a force of habit, as his eyes unconsciously tries to find her. He stops himself before she could even notice.

He starts to talk to her, laughing and giggling to everything that comes out of . She was intelligent, always gave witty comebacks in that high-pitched voice of hers. He never wondered why they clicked so sudden. It felt like she was the male version of him.

He turned his head to her when he felt her nudging his arm, pointing her lips to her left. He followed the direction and he froze.

There she was, the woman he once loved, looking at their direction.

He tried to pry his eyes off her, but for some reason, his eyes held her gaze. And like a bolt of lightning, he remembered everything.

The joy of meeting her.

The way she looked at him.

Her kisses.

Her laughter.

The pain of letting her go.

How she never looked back when she left.

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